Chapter 1019 Plane Invasion
Manhattan, New York.
The abyss invasion of Brooklyn resulted in a 500,000-ton thermonuclear bomb attack, which also had a certain impact on Manhattan.
Although there were no casualties, cracks appeared on the glass walls of many buildings. Some of them have not yet been repaired, and have simply been glued together as traces of the original record.
More than two years have passed, and apart from these traces, Manhattan seems to have returned to its former glory, but the security environment is worse than before.
Many alternative refugees who lived in Brooklyn but escaped the disaster flowed into the surrounding areas, greatly worsening public security.
Coupled with the impact of Umbrella's strength on Da Piaoliang, many people at this time began to live for the moment and enjoy life while they can.
Fan Gui is a homeless man now wandering around Manhattan.
Whether from his face or his name, one can tell that Fan Gui comes from the other side of the ocean.
Fan Gui was one of the patients who suffered the most severe brainwashing from the Great Beautiful Dream . At the time when the Internet environment was the worst and even openly speaking out about patriotism would be criticized and ridiculed, he was a well-known public intellectual on the Internet and a big shot on Weibo.
There are many bad friends in the same group.
In his own words, he wanted to reach Great Piaoliang when he was 15 years old, but he has not succeeded even when he is almost 60 years old. Finally, when he started to attack and curse with vicious words on Weibo, his account was blocked.
But Da Piaoliang was not willing to accept just any bastard. Since he couldn't get a visa, he finally decided to take his own roundabout route.
He first lived in Cambodia for a few years, then abandoned his wife and daughter and sold them to raise enough money for the journey. He finally arrived at the place he had longed for, Da Piaoliang, by an extremely circuitous and difficult route.
But unfortunately, Umbrella rose too fast. This person had never heard of Umbrella when he set out. After spending several months on the journey, he finally arrived in Da Piaoliang and was detained in the immigration detention center for several more months.
After he was released, he committed a crime because he did not understand the laws of the country, and then he went to reconcile with the prosecutor's office.
Originally, it wasn't a big deal, but because he was completely unclear about some of the terms and pitfalls, the beautiful prosecutor directly used it as a KPI performance.
After setting up several traps and making him plead guilty and accept punishment, they sold him to a private prison and locked him up for a few years.
The beautiful judicial system is clearly a privilege for the rich. The real top can easily reach a settlement and get rid of sanctions through various formal channels by various means. If they really can't get rid of it, they can symbolically stay in a luxurious single room for a while.
But for ordinary people, even homeless people, prosecutors, who have can easily reach deals with institutions such as private prisons and child protection organizations to directly dismiss people.
They don't care about the life or death or thoughts of the parties involved, they only care about whether they can win and get benefits. Deprivation of custody, imprisonment in private prisons, etc. are purely a business.
Fan Gui is obviously a typical example. After all the loans and value he had taken out of the private prison were squeezed out, he was now kicked out and became a homeless person.
During the years in prison, even though he turned into a cream puff, he still had the ideal of a big beautiful dream to hold on to, and it became his only spiritual pillar.
But when the long-awaited day of release finally came, he found that the world had completely changed.
It almost made him think he had traveled through time!
A nuclear bomb hit Da Piaoliang? An invasion from the Abyss?
Can you believe this?
What the hell is Umbrella?
Is the world crazy or am I crazy?
Now, my hometown is developing in full swing and there are opportunities everywhere.
This drastic contrast almost drove him insane.
I looked down at my phone, watching the video I had taken when I first arrived in New York three years ago.
In the video, a face that is much younger and more energetic than my current haggard self is facing the camera with a full face of joy, singing in an impassioned tone.
"The streets of beautiful New York are so free, unrestrained and confident..."
I am still myself, and New York is still New York, but things and people have changed...
Looking at his past self in the video, and then looking at his present self through the reflection of the screen with monkey pox all over his face and looking a little hideous, Fan Gui really felt a sense of confusion in time and space.
"No! I have come to New York, I have come to the beautiful city! I am right, I have succeeded!"
Fan Gui suddenly burst into laughter, with a crazy look on his face.
However, his sudden noise scared an old Mexican man who was rummaging through a trash can nearby. He thought it was a zombie and quickly stepped back.
When he found out later that it was just a psychopath and not a zombie, Lao Mo couldn't help but walk over in anger and beat Fan Gui with a big punch, causing him to bleed from the nose.
"What the hell are you yelling about? If I had a gun I would have shot you like a zombie."
Fan Gui, who was awakened by the beating, kept apologizing. Yes, he was wrong. There were already zombies in the world and he should not scare people.
Then he thought about how his appearance reminded people of a zombie, and he couldn't help but feel sad.
Wait until the old Mexican left before muttering
"Really? New York even repelled the invasion of the Abyss, so what are zombies..."
Clang~
Almost as soon as he finished muttering, a sound of glass breaking suddenly came from above his head.
When I looked up, I saw that the glass exterior wall of the skyscraper next to me was completely shattered , and then a burly black shadow broke through the glass wall and jumped down.
Boom!
The ground shook slightly, indicating the opponent's tonnage.
After waiting for the dust to clear, Fan Gui saw a burly figure with a wild boar's head, long fangs, standing on two feet and holding a mace.
A foul smell hit me in the face.
This thing with a wild boar head on it was at least two meters tall, and the mace seemed to be made of a giant hardwood with irregular iron nails on it.
"Shit, this world..."
Fan Gui muttered to himself.
"Haha, haha, it's fake, all fake! It's an illusion, all an illusion! I am the beacon of the world! I live a life that is superior to others! Haha!"
The boarman who had just landed opened his scarlet eyes and saw the prey that had not escaped but was still making noises. He casually swung his mace, which made the air whistle, and beat Fan Gui into a pulp. He was stuck to the mace and couldn't get rid of it...
…
"What the hell? The zombies are coming again?"
Customers in a cafe across the street also heard the commotion outside, and then saw through the glass wall the wild boar man beating a homeless man into pieces.
"It's not zombies! It's an abyss invasion!"
"Shit! Isn't it in Brooklyn?"
"It's really unbelievable!"
"Is this their caution?!"
“…”
The exclamations continued.
Because Da Piaoliang was conducting space communication and experiments near the original invasion node, people are now reacting quite quickly.
They just clearly swear that they are a peace-loving civilization and there is no problem with that.
The defense is sufficient and foolproof.
How come monsters suddenly appeared in Manhattan? !
The sudden appearance of the wild boar man seemed to be just a trigger, and soon the glass of the skyscraper opposite was shattered one after another.
One after another, figures of similar size rushed out from it.
Each wild boar man is tall and strong, with great strength.
The key is that with this body size, they can still ensure an extremely terrifying speed!
A man accelerated his car, but was caught up by a wild boar man with his feet, and then smashed the cockpit with a mace, splattering blood and debris.
"Roar! What a weak race! This time, we will definitely be able to complete the mission and gain freedom!"
A white boar man who was obviously different from the other boar men wearing simple animal skins, wearing a set of metal armor and holding a huge hammer, roared in place, making unknown sounds.
They are just one of the slave races once captured by the Seven Realms. Although they have limited potential, low IQ, and almost no ability to communicate with magic, they have thick skin and flesh and sufficient innate strength.
Moreover, they have strong reproductive capacity and can withstand consumption.
With simple equipment and the cast of berserk spell, it is the best cannon fodder material.
In this environment with scarce magic power and limited support from the Knight's Breathing Technique, the boarman's physique alone even exceeds that of ordinary professionals!
In almost every plane invasion, the Seven Realms used the boar people as cannon fodder, both to cause chaos and to test the opponent's capabilities.
The key is that after consuming a lot each time, the number will be restored to its original level by the next time.
It's just like a perpetual motion machine.
However, just as the white boar leader finished roaring, suddenly a series of "bang bang" sounds were heard all around.
Then he heard the screams of his tribesmen.
I saw that many of these weak humans took out some strange things, which seemed to be magic equipment and could launch powerful attacks.
He raised his hand as big as a palm fan to block the bullet heading for his head.
The bullet from the civilian pistol embedded itself directly into his hand, causing him to feel a pain in the palm of his hand. He looked down and saw the bullet hole from which blood was constantly flowing.
“Kill them!”
The sudden attack did not daze the white boar leader.
Their race has thick skin and flesh, so although this attack is not weak, it is not so easy to kill them if it does not hit the vital parts!
The key is that the user's strength is too weak and his reaction cannot keep up with our speed!
Although there were some handsome male guns on the scene, this group of newly arrived alien visitors felt the enthusiasm from New York.
It's hateful that these ordinary civilian firearms without any organization can't stop these wild boar people at all.
Bang Bang
A Mexican man with dreadlocks kept shooting at a wild boar man in front of him.
Because a bullet hit the head, the wild boar man fell to the ground and began to howl and struggle.
He kept knocking over some trash cans and even a public seat nearby, appearing to be very violent.
But this Mexican man, who definitely had a criminal record, still fired a final shot at the struggling wild boar man on the ground.
But just as the wild boar man twitched and became motionless.
Accompanied by a roar from above, the Mexican man who fired the gun was directly crushed by another wild boar man who fell from the sky.
The sound of bones breaking was sharp and piercing, and the broken internal organs were squeezed out.
And this seems to mark the beginning of the killing...
